'You own more than 1 bike and are lusting after another. You pick up the latest Bicyling magazine, hold up a picture of a to-drool over bike and say to DP: "Isn't this sexy!" One room of your house is devoted to all things that are bike: trainer and mat propped in front of tv, drying rack strewn with bike shorts, jerseys, bras, gloves, buffs..., an entire dresser stuffed with bike clothes, spare tires and a wheel for the trainer hanging out and, of course, the prized bike taking center stage in the room', yep thats me!

Also, you get sick and think, laying there " hey, I might make it to the end of the street - if I can get up!"

People at work tel em they saw me riding( and sometimes, its not a day I rode!)

You get a injury (and cant ride ) and instead of worrying how it will affect your work, your sleeping patterns, etc you think - how will it affect my riding?!

Your thighs get bigger but instead of worrying if you should diet, you compare them to the pictures of female pro riders in their ads for compression shorts.